Lyrics: YCK
Music: YCK
Come up to meet you
Tell you I'm sorry
You don't know how lovely you are
Had to sell the Ford cause you know we can’t afford it
Time to clear out all the shit that I’ve been hiding in my storage
Bout to make another drink this liquid death I fill and pour it
And I can’t be optimistic when my fantasies are morbid
I’m so fascinated with the lies I fabricated
To the friends I’ve come to know they know that I’ve been aggravated
**** a label **** a genre everything is saturated
Cut my wrists and drain me out and now the blood’s coagulated
Minutes to hours I’m soaking up the rain showers
Now the odds are stacking up and I’m sensing the doubt tower
Saw potential and a motive no one could see
A constant faith into my soul a true believer in me
Both our discrepancies come to make something beautiful
All the disagreements that we have are usually juvenile
So I’d like to give you all of me I wish that you’ll let me
Cause I would rather have a dime over any ten pennies
Come up to meet you
Tell you I'm sorry
You don't know how lovely you are